𝕐𝕆𝕌ℕ𝔾 / BLOOD

he needed if perhaps. the scent of someone  else’s place ━minjae’s perfumes of skincare and candles filling the air and invading his nostrils at each inhale, giving his head a nasty spin as his own small figure was all curled up in a corner and hiding the burned side against it. the movie wasn’t making him feel better, at all ━but he didn’t want to think minjae wanted to make him even more self-conscious of his scars. “ not bad, mhn━ ” it was all his commentary on the matter, not even hiding the fact he was completely ignorant when it came to movies. and with his mind still returning to the fight he had with jamie at home because of the scars, well… he almost wished he could truly bonk his head against a wall and get amnesia like in some k-dramas. it would make everything better. it would help him escape. “ eh━━what? ” cue inguk feeling his thoughts going to a halt, head turning even more towards the taller male with a face that spoke eons of how much he wasn’t okay with the subject. “ what are you talking about now? you’re the one who comes at me with the hot pair of buttcheeks of the day. ”

minjae turned around so he was laying on his side, full attention on inguk who was so curled up it seemed as if he wanted nothing to do but hide away. he probably wants to whenever they talk about minjae’s favorite topic that has anything to do with romance and slash or relationships. sometimes he wonders if he’s being too much, if maybe inguk is getting annoyed with him whenever he’s talking about himself or about whoever he slept with the night before. the thought would always leave a bad taste in his mouth because he knows inguk is better than that and wouldn’t think of him like that. ‘ what i’m talking about ? romance of course ! ’ abruptly he sat up on his bad, still focused on the other, ‘ if you had paid attention then you’d realize i haven’t talked about that for at least a week ! but maybe i should tell you all about it again... ’ he added as an after thought before shaking his head at getting distracted. ‘ but seriously, don’t tell me you’re still a virgin who has never kissed of fucked anyone ?  ’

    her blood was practically boiling as she felt her phone vibrating in her pocket, foot tapping against the ground as she tried to ignore the sensation. it would have been so easy to just turn off her phone and enjoy the night, but she knew if that happened, all HELL would break loose. “hey you!!” she practically yelled even though the other person was sat next to her, the volume coming from the fact she was so irritated by everything going on. “look, i’m begging you.. answer my phone and just tell him i’m sleeping or something.” wendy quickly thrusted her hand into her leather jacket, forcing the phone their way with a pleading look. she really didn’t want to talk to her boyfriend AT ALL. “don’t ask.. just do it, please? i’m really not in the mood to talk to him. i’ll owe you.”

the loud voice practically screaming into his ear made him drop his phone on his lap, the screen showing a cruel text with GAME OVER blinking back at him. at this point, minjae’s already annoyed because that was a level he had trouble’s with for weeks now. he wanted nothing more than to say no, tell her to fuck off and bother someone else, maybe have her apologize for making him deaf in one ear as well but well, minjae has always been a sucker for the pretty ones and she’s no exception. ‘ jesus okay, okay, i’ll tell your little boyfriend to stop bothering you, ’ he held out his hand for the phone, answering it immediately at the next vibration. ‘ thank god you called ! she can’t come to the phone right now but i want to congratulate you seeing as the test came out positive ! you’re going to be a DAD ! please come to the clinic as soon as possible to discuss furth––– ’ there was a long pause before he took a look at the phone screen, ‘ ah, he hung up... ’ he said before shrugging and handing the phone back to the other,  oh well, i don’t think he’s gonna bother you anymore ! ’

Hyeri winced in pain as she slowly made her way down to the floor. It took all her might not to scream, but she was still incapable of stopping high pitched whines from escaping her lips. Her hands tightly gripped her leg as she shouted out accusations like wild fire. “Did you really have to kick that hard?!”

' HARD ? ’ minjae couldn’t believe what he was hearing, ‘ i barely even touched you ! ’ still, he crouched down trying to inspect the wound he knows for sure he didn’t inflict. ‘ do you need a little kiss on your boo-boo ? will that make you better, you little baby ? ’

haneul isn’t the type to visit a coffee shop and just sit there and mooch off of their wifi. he finds it all too distracting to deal with all of the chaos of the other patrons in the background. but despite not wanting to be there, haneul finds himself sitting there on his laptop anyways. see, he had forgotten to pay for his internet bill and didn’t really have any other choice today. he orders some way too sugary drink and loads up his VPN before diving into a bunch of translation requests for his gang. today it seems like he’s working on german, and despite living there for about six months to attend some private school, he’s having trouble remembering much in such a noisy place. “ah, wie buchstabiert man das nochmal?” he mumbles under his breath frustratedly, typing on his keys a little more forcefully due to the stress of an incoming deadline. 

lately, there wasn’t any jobs for minjae which was half a good thing and the other half a bad thing. GOOD because he has free time and bad because well, freetime. when minjae’s doing jobs he feels useful, like he’s an important asset to the gang and any other day he’d joke and say he’s even more important than the boss or that the gang would fail without him but those are mainly just the insecurities speaking which comes up rarely. today just happened to be one of those days. and one of the ways to at least lift his spirits is by treating himself to the biggest most sugary drink in a coffee shop to forget about his miserable insecurities for the day.    ‘    ah, procrastinating on an essay ? i remember the days when i did that back in college,    ’ he says as he walked past the guy who was hitting the keys with all his strength. it was also a complete bullshit since he never been to college in the first place.    minjae takes a sip from his drink, nose crinkling at the taste as he unabashedly ogles at the screen. ‘  damn, people still speak german ? i thought it was a dead language,  ’

inguk: okaaaaay, you're the dating genius after all

inguk: i am being realist, not insecure. insecurity would imply i subconsciously think of myself rather highly, which is not the case.

inguk: what special way ?

minjae: for sure ! call me doctor love

minjae: um well not to be the gay i actually am you are attractive and cute and short . so i dont wanna hear that im not attractive crap anymore

inguk: i am not your envoy, nor i think that guy was going to give any number that wasn't the placed order being ready for your sorry ass to take

inguk: ... why are you saying that? i am not attractive. nor funny, youre not funny when you're the only one understanding your own jokes.

minjae: a wingman would be a better term... well now we'll never know that!! maybe they were ready to give it to you if you'd asked

minjae: i'm saying that bc you're sounding a lil insecure and no one's insecure on my watch

inguk: well yeah i got a great burger actually, and the guy preparing it was cute. probably your type. i think for a moment he hid behind his spatula or something.

inguk: uhh nope. doesnt ring any bell. notre-dame's completely silent on this one hyung.

inguk: yeah sure my burns totally speak of cuteness

minjae: someone who cooks AND is cute? you should've gotten their number... there's no way we're ever gonna see them again now

minjae: i dont even know what the notre-dame is but sure?? but when there's another mission i'll point them out for you, if they dont run away from me that is :/

minjae: people are attracted to all sorts of different things, also you're pretty and funny, people love that about you

inguk: oh but i thought it was my hunger so i went around looking for street food, ooops :')

inguk: baejin? whos that ?

minjae: did u AT LEAST ate something good instead of saving me ?

minjae: member of waikiki ?? pretty cute, he kinda reminds me of u actually :/

inguk: dunno

inguk: i literally had no mission actually, just chilling around, eventually waiting in case shit happened and dna needed to be rendered impossible to get from the police

inguk: so yeah i could have just reached for you and pulled you out that sardines box

inguk: oh so they did come back and pick you

minjae: they love me i dont think they'd do that..

minjae: oh thats boring :/ we should've switched missions you're tiny enough to fit in it

minjae: i'm shocked your 'minjae-is-in-trouble' senses weren't tingling when i got stuck

inguk: dude whoever said you had to slide into a vent that visibly wasnt minjae sized clearly wanted you to get stuck

inguk: but hey who am i to judge if it made you explore new horizons of your endless arousal

inguk: i was around so you could have called, you dumbdumb

minjae: please.... i hope jamie wasnt the one who decided that..

minjae: maybe the heist WAS good for something after all!

minjae: you would've ditched your mission for me ? :( thats so sweet :(

minjae: so yeah there i was my body stuck in a vent

minjae: my ass there for everyone to see

minjae: i was kind of embarrassed but also slightly turned on

INCOMING CALL FROM: REECE THE BABY

RINGTONE: best of me by bts

camila was more than happy to be back in seoul as she missed the tons of choices of nightclubs, the familiar surroundings and of course sleeping in her own bed again. sure, her gang was there for the heist but she absolutely hated it to be in a town which she hadn’t heared of nor been there before. As soon as she returned, she had taken two days to spent at her favourite spa to relax before returning to the nightlife scene. “fuck, call me crazy but i missed the smell of alcohol and sweaty bodies in the air”,she said loudly, her eyes roaming the dance floor after ordering her usual drink at the bar, waiting for it as she took a seat, twirling a cigarette between her fingers.”hey, do you have maybe a lighter?”

   he would never think that he’d ever miss SEOUL,   but yet here he is;   incredibly happy from the fact that he’s back from the little town he was in. it’s clear as day that minjae is a city boy,   rather seeking comfort in the fast paced life here than a place where literally everyone knows who everyone is.   it wasn’t an entire surprise to see minjae hitting the clubs already,   he tried a few clubs in bikini bottom but there were less people there than the chum bucket.   downing a shot he looks at his companion,   agreeing with her statement.   ‘ oh yeah definitely,   the air there was way too nice   &   weird, it made me miss the pollution here so bad. ’ he pats his pockets for a lighter as reflexes despite knowing well beforehand he’s not carrying one at all,   before his eyes travelled to a wasted guy next to him or more importantly,   the lighter   &   the pack of cigarettes in the back pocket.   with quick skilled fingers,   he plucks the lighter from the pocket,   his thumb turning the wheel before it sparked then lit,   finger pressed on the button as he presents the flame towards camila.   ‘ i have one now,   i’m sure the original owner isn’t gonna miss this one. ’ he says before placing the lighter on the table after her cigarette has been lit.   ‘ hopefully we won’t ever have to go to that place ever again,   i’m sure they don’t want us there back if they find out what we did. ’

CLEO: last week was hell

CLEO: so glad we're back home

CLEO: how are u btw??

CLEO: need anything or wanna hang out?

MINJAE: o yeah it definitely is i heard someone died during the thing .. thats sad

MINJAE: i am sick but still peachy if that makes sense

MINJAE: come over and make me some soup or bring me something to eat